Bodies have histories br br Eyes lie to one another br br Even in mirrors br br But history remains dug br br Deep into every cell br br Bodies strain to forget themselves br br To join in dances too young for them br br But the music of the song br br Is in the piano notes of the genes br br And we endlessly respond br br Endlessly play the game, br br And dance the dance, br br Biology and memory conspiring br br To deny themselves br br Through each otherbr br Tommy Strollerbr br